Oscar Wilde Quotes
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The best way to make children good is to make them happy.
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It seems to me that we all look at Nature too much, and live with her too little.
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Flowers are as common in the country as people are in London.
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It is absurd to divide people into good and bad. People are either charming or tedious.
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Do not forget that small daily actions do or undo character.
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It is chiefly, I regret to say, through journalism that such people find expression. I regret it because there is much to be said in favour of modern journalism. By giving us the opinions of the uneducated, it keeps us in touch with the ignorance of the community.
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Art is rarely intelligible to the criminal classes.
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A grand passion is the privelege of people who have nothing to do.
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We live in an age that reads too much to be wise, and that thinks too much to be beautiful.
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Progress in thought is the assertion of individualism against authority.
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The best way to enjoy your job is to imagine yourself without one.
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Aestheticism is a search after the signs of the beautiful. It is the science of the beautiful through which men seek the correlation of the arts. It is, to speak more exactly, the search after the secret of life.
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I'll bet you anything you like that half an hour after they have met, they will be calling each other sister. Women only do that when they have called each other a lot of other things first.
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There is always something ridiculous about the emotions of people whom one has ceased to love.
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The world is changed because you are made of ivory and gold. The curves of your lips rewrite history.
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There are only two kinds of people who are really fascinating - people who know absolutely everything, and people who know absolutely nothing.
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No woman should ever be quite accurate about her age. It looks so calculating.
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Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of imagination.
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To get into the best society nowadays, one has either to feed people, amuse people, or shock people.
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But we never get back our youth… The pulse of joy that beats in us at twenty becomes sluggish. Our limbs fail, our senses rot. We degenerate into hideous puppets, haunted by the memory of the passions of which we were too much afraid, and the exquisite temptations that we had not the courage to yield to.
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The salesman knows nothing of what he is selling save that he is charging a great deal too much for it.
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Her trust makes me faithful, her belief makes me good.
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Travel ennobles the spirit and does away with our prejudices.
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One can always be kind to people about whom one cares nothing.